Nicodemus
The giant snake sat coiled tightly in upon herself. The heat of the desert combining with the heat rising from her own broiling body. Finally, her eyes snapped open and she launched herself in the air. She wasn't heavily muscled, but she was quite big. She landed with all her weight upon the target- a haybale shaped like a hollowheart. Same size, too. It took a few minutes, but eventually, it caught fire. Once it did, she writhed herself to where the bale of hay was held in her tail, lashed out and buried her fangs into it's throat, and flung it as far as she could. It wasn't that great of a toss as she was still so horribly untrained and unready for the upcoming war.
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